𝑷𝒓𝒆𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒆

It’s so predictable

Knowing how everything would go

If only they known

The destruction they would’ve caused

Displayed as a show

Each side

Blind to each other

Victimize themselves

And blame the other

Sabotaging and showcasing

The monster that, rumored, lived inside our walls

Did they want them out?

Did they want them dead?

Whatever it was, they considered the other vermin

To blind to each other

And blamed another

Instead of walking away

The sides contrasted further

Growing and plaguing 

Corroded yet unclever

Viciously swooping everything in the path

Just to attack

All fell with it

Until there was nothing salvageable left

There was nothing salvageable left…